The Sheng Dynasty, the Marquis’s estate.
Ye Qingge lay motionless on the cold bed, her breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind. Her eyes brimmed with despair and hatred, a pain sunk deep into her bones, as if it were about to devour her very soul.
In her previous life, she was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis’s household, showered with affection. She possessed breathtaking beauty, exceptional talent, and a kind heart. Back then, as she walked through the estate’s gardens, her skirts fluttering, she was like a peony in full bloom, radiant and delicate. Every smile and frown of hers captivated those around her.
But fate played a cruel joke on her. She was deceived and betrayed by her half-sister, Ye Qingwan, and Zhao Yifeng, the scumbag she loved. On the surface, Ye Qingwan seemed weak and pitiful, always looking so heartbreakingly vulnerable. Whenever Ye Qingge appeared before others, Ye Qingwan would quietly follow behind with lowered eyes, as docile as a kitten. But who could have guessed that behind the scenes she was calculating and ruthless?
And Zhao Yifeng, the man who had once sworn to love her for all eternity, was secretly seeing Ye Qingwan after their marriage. When they first met, Zhao Yifeng was dressed in white and cut a dashing figure. His eyes were full of tenderness and devotion, leading Ye Qingge to believe she had found true love. She defied her family’s objections and insisted on marrying him, simply because she believed his honeyed words and false promises. She thought she had found her happy ending, never suspecting she had fallen into an endless abyss.
